Apollo’s Last Stand lyrics

[Verse 1: AG Da Coroner]
Balboa fighting in the last round, tap glove
Sudden death, over time sh*t, no coming back cuz
Sniffing on the powdered dust, eyes wide, make sure
Your shoes tied, we're running from the reaper in a homicide
Street's Disciple, legendary Nas sh*t
Chopper down, move quick hop out the c*ckpit
Snakes on the plane, hold guns, they on some cop sh*t
Too late to make friends, son is obnoxious
Respect taken if n*ggas don't wanna give it
I close my ears to stories if you ain't live it
Half these n*ggas in the game cast reflections
Of Pinocchio, halfway thugs 'til we address 'em though
The weak shall perish when walking amongst the realness
I wrote this straight from the heart, so you should feel this
Lie detectors on Maury couldn't reveal this

[Verse 2]
Who's the father? Many of us busted off
Hot dogs in her face, she wiped the mustard off
LES for a leather, the sh*t was butter soft
Dome in the stadium, quit because she love to boss
I'm an outdoor speech giver, the podium killer
Nobody realer but God and that's my n*gga
I walk with angels and toast with demons
Two sides to the Gemini mind for different reasons
I was born in the middle when nature was switching seasons
Bang, zoom to the moon, you chilling with Jackie Gleeson